Legs. I always check out people's legs. That might seem weird...
but hear me out. We notice things on other people that we like and wish
we had for ourselves.
While I was flying home for Christmas, I couldn't help but notice people's legs. Walking off of the jet-way, walking through the airport- how nice it must be to walk confidently, quickly, on strong, sturdy legs. How nice it must be to walk without fear that your legs will give out, that you might slip on the floor, or someone will run into you and knock you slightly off balance, just enough that you fall over.
I bet people don't even think twice about their awesome legs that get them from place to place efficiently and without difficulty. I do wish I had better legs. Don't get me wrong, I am so grateful that my legs can still do what they can do, but of course I wish they could do more. It seems like all legs should be created equal, they should be able to do the same things... what should be simple things.
Oh, legs.
